I was just driving home from Fred Meyer and on the side of the road, a busy, busy road, is a guy with his three year old son (?) sitting on the trunk of his car, with a sign that says "It's not a choice, it's a child"
Really dude?
I wanted to punch him in the face. I start ranting and cussing like a fucking sailor and Careena's all What?Ugh.
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